Wilfred - Inverted Freestyle (feat. Freddy Spinach) Lyrics

Ahh
Shit
Pleat pleats please
Got the Issey Miyake
Just got banned from Sweden feel like
Asap rocky
Got so many bars on me
You'd think this was a felony
Got a package from Dior
I can't tell if it's meant for me
I be the flower and the beast
Eating hearts of my enemy
In the park by the tree
Drinking on some Hennessy
I got an idea for a skyscraper
This a real cigarette
Not no vapor
I weren't born with money
I had to work for that shit
And I feel like Lil Uzi
Cause my grandad is Rick
I bought ma mama that birkin
They thought I was her mans
Vetement no not Balmain
I had the pearls
They thought I was suburban
Got the timberlands on they think I'm urban
She's so hot you'd think she was satan
Went to the Hamptons for vacation
She's got two friends that I like
I thought she weren't no dyke
And my tongue round the seat
With my face like a bike
Bradadadankdankdank
New Balenciaga and it's off the chains
Multi millionaire
That head melt my brain
Bang bang bang bang
Yeah my gun got range
And shing shlack clack clack
My homies they g'on frame
Big papa shkala I feel like Shaba Ranks
Haha Shaba Ranks
A'ight yeah bet I got go
I got go
Yeah i got some business calls
We doing our first show in America
First show in America